that's mrs. mediocrity to you

.

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diligence and derelict

history is a faulty course
in humanity

we miss all the silence

the bone-crunching weight
of existence

the bleeding fingers of daily toil

and end up with highlights
reeled and presented
in a package wrapped in bias

much the way
we present ourselves today
in this new realm
of me-story

where you cannot believe
what you see

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